كلمات Dolores

How I love the kisses of Dolores (Oh, I love her) ay, ay-ay Dolores Not Marie or Emily or Doris (None of them but) only my Dolores (just Dolores) From a balcony above me She whispers: Love me, and throws a rose Ah, but she is twice as lovely As the rose she throws I would die to be with my Dolores (To be near her) ay, ay-ay Dolores I was made to serenade Dolores (Serenade her) chorus after chorus Just imagine eyes like moonrise A voice like music, lips like wine What a break if I could make Dolores Mine, all mine I would die to be with my Dolores (To be near her) ay, ay-ay Dolores I was made to serenade Dolores (Serenade her) chorus after chorus Just imagine eyes like moonrise A voice like music, lips like wine What a break if I could make Dolores Mine, all mine